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A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜

Alone in its cage,
a lovebird without a mate.
Songs sang to no one.

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Sad but good...Thank you for penning...:)

Yes, I use these morsels to vent my pains, paint-strokes that color the canvas of my mind. It's nic.. read more

You are welcome...:)

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Added on October 1, 2013
Last Updated on October 1, 2013

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